Lynn's sword remained suspended in mid-air, as Nur's words weren't difficult to confirm. All Loude needed to do was to inquire about those "whistles" again, and they would know whether the bounty had been rescinded.
In other words, it was highly likely that the inner circle of the Society of Mystical Arts had already deciphered the airship's manufacturing thod. The only question was whether they had confird that it relied on a gas within the envelope with lower density than air to stay afloat.
This might seem like an easy discovery, but the mainstream flight theory in the land of wizards relied on propulsion or the use of shape-shifting magic to mimic bird flight. Even though elental magic practitioners had long discovered the existence of gases like hydrogen, helium, neon, and ammonia, the buoyancy provided by these gases on their own was incredibly weak.
To put it into perspective, to lift a person, one would need to maintain a hydrogen gas cloud of at least sixty cubic ters around them at all tis, and the magical energy required for this was incalculable. No wizard would consider flying in such a manner.
Because of this, shortly after the flight experint a few days ago, rumors began to circulate that Loude had installed so sort of alchemical device beneath the airship's chamber to continuously provide lift. However, this kind of misdirection could only last for so long. The massive envelope of the airship was too conspicuous, and it wouldn't take long for soone to suspect that it was the gas inside the envelope that was responsible for the lift.
Once they obtained the blueprints, they would be able to confirm this imdiately, as there were no machines in the chamber providing propulsion. Following that, with repeated experints, they would quickly discover the gas suitable for providing lift.
"So, do you know what the important figure from the Crimson Thorns wants to do with the airship?" Lynn turned to Nur and questioned him again.
He was more concerned about the intentions of these individuals than the risk of technical leaks. If they were to cause any trouble with the airship, such as bombing an important town, it might ultimately be blad on him. After all, everyone knew that the skyship was his exclusive alchemical creation!
"It's for...," Nur began, but his expression suddenly contorted in excruciating pain. He opened his mouth wide, as though soone was strangling him, and then began to slam his head violently against the ground.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
With each loud impact, Nur's previously firm forehead imdiately swelled, blood oozing from the wound, yet he seed oblivious to the pain.
Faced with Nur's sudden frenzy, Lynn was taken aback. He reached out and held Nur's head to stop him from bashing it into the ground, but in the next mont, he realized that Nur had gone completely still.
Lynn lifted Nur's cheek, finding his forehead covered in blood, his eyes wide open and his expression twisted in a grotesque manner.
He checked for signs of breathing and a pulse, only to discover that Nur had already died...
As Lynn looked at Nur, who had suddenly gone mad and died right in front of him, a chill ran down his spine. He quickly glanced around, but there was no sign of anyone, and he hadn't noticed any movent beforehand.
"Stone to Mud," Lynn chanted, using magic to free Nur's half-buried body from the ground. He held his sword tightly in his right hand, ready to fend off any potential surprise attacks.
However, nothing he feared ca to pass. Nur's skin remained a healthy green, and the sword wounds on his body had already healed; there was no visible sign of any problems.
Could it be so form of attack on the soul? Lynn suddenly thought of this because Nur's condition was sowhat similar to Dove's. They both showed no physical injuries, so it was likely a spiritual injury.
The difference was that when Dove unleashed the "Soul Shriek," Archbishop Anluke, who possessed so divine power, had counterattacked, while Nur had been attacked the mont he began discussing the airship's usage.
It was possible that soone had imprinted a certain magic in his mind, which activated when he spoke about sothing he wasn't supposed to reveal, destroying his brain.
Only wizard-psychics who had a profound understanding of the soul could accomplish such a feat.
Lynn imdiately realized that this wizard organization called the "Crimson Thorns" was likely even more complex and dangerous than he had imagined.
Apart from their involvent in magical modifications and the research on thods to elevate novice wizards to official status, they might also be delving into psychic magic, sothing that had been entirely banned in the wizarding world.
What troubled Lynn even more was that when he had questioned Nur earlier, the wizard had revealed significant information about the mbers of the Crimson Thorns without triggering this chanism. Yet it activated while discussing the airship...
Deep in thought, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly reached his ears.
Lynn turned to look, a fireball had already ignited in his palm, but it quickly extinguished.
The newcor was Loude, accompanied by a few of his trusted associates.
"Lord Lynn?" Loude stared at the unfamiliar wizard before him, sowhat uncertain.
"It's !" Lynn nodded, not bothering to hide his identity.
Loude breathed a sigh of relief, not surprised by Lynn's slightly altered appearance. Back in the Harbor Town, he had already seen that Lynn was a skilled shape-shifting wizard. Moreover, he'd had a morable encounter with Lynn, who had disguised himself as Labul.
"Is this Nur? He doesn't quite match the description in the intel..." Loude quickly noticed the greenish corpse lying next to Lynn.
Nur's towering two-ter fra had shrunk due to the depletion of magical energy, but his skin remained green, and his identity was still sowhat recognizable from his facial features.
Could this be so form of torturous magic?
"It's the result of a transfiguration potion, likely related to the 'defective' you ntioned earlier..." Lynn interrupted Loude's speculation, using ice magic to freeze Nur, then continued, "Bring a few more people to take him back, but do it discreetly, so others won't see."
Lynn was genuinely interested in these so-called 'defectives.' Of course, it didn't an he wanted to turn into a "green giant" himself. Instead, he planned to research how this transfiguration potion worked, how it could significantly enhance a person's physical qualities and grant them the ability to heal injuries in an extrely short amount of ti. If so wizards considered individuals like Nur as "defectives," there must be perfected versions of this potion...
Once Loude and his team concealed Nur, it was approaching dinnerti, and Lynn didn't rush into his research. Instead, he headed straight back to the dormitory in Iyeta Harbor.
Upon entering his room, Lynn's steps suddenly halted, and he beca highly vigilant.
A scarlet-sealed envelope was leaning on the shelf of his desk.
And there definitely wasn't one of these before he left...
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